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1984 Lyrics

Artist: New Model Army
Album: Vengeance

The vans they come in convoys now, stealing through the dawnSilent in the countryside in the hills up to the northThere's road blocks on the Meden bridgeThere's click, click clicking on the phoneThey're sealing off our villages, sealing off our homesThis ain't some tin-pot story arriving from a distant shoreBut our own sweet, green and pleasant land in 1984

Her father crossed the battle lines in the first months of the warShe frowns down at the soup kitchen - she doesn't have a father anymoreIt's cold in the early mornings, standing with your matesStaring at the thick blue line armed and ready at the gatesThis ain't some tin-pot story arriving from a distant shoreBut our own sweet, green and pleasant land in 1984

The servants of our great nationHave lied in the name of us allWhile the officers of peace and orderAre busy breaking every lawThere's hundreds on trumped-up chargesHundreds on the streetsThe future of our villagesSown with bitter seedsAnd hatred starts to rumble where there was no hate beforeIn our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984Nobody wanted to see the bloodAs the blue lights flash through in the nightBut all the words fell on deaf earsAnd now the blind frustration bitesTwo nations under one crown divided more and moreIn our own sweet green and pleasant land in 1984